Fast time travel: The villain male god keeps flirting

Chapter 279 "Death in a Strange Town (10)"

Unexpectedly, An Jia struggled to get her hand out, and shook her head secretly, "I won't go." She said with her lips, her eyes determined.

There is no other way, Shaoyang and the others can only wait for the Yin Qin to end.

"Pray to heaven and earth." The matchmaker said in a shrill voice.

The bride bowed stiffly, holding the urn, her bright red hijab tilted down with her movements, revealing her tender and delicate neck.

"Second worship high hall-"

The bride bowed to the old lady with little feet. The old lady narrowed her eyes and said displeasedly: "All the daughters-in-law in my family kowtow on their knees."

The matchmaker came to her senses, winked at the two women behind the bride, and then shouted: "Second bow to the high hall, kowtow to the mother-in-law."

Shen Yi's eyes were fixed on the bride with stiff steps. For some reason, the figure of the bride was very familiar.

The bride did not move for a long time, the old lady became impatient as she waited, the wrinkled face of the old chrysanthemum was pulled down fiercely, the wings of her nose fluttered, her breath became louder and louder, her eyes were burning, if it wasn't for the scene of a vaginal kiss, she would definitely go up to her Slap his daughter-in-law.

"The bride kowtows to her mother-in-law—" the matchmaker shouted again.

"Kowtow, kowtow, kowtow..."

Those who were watching in brightly-colored clothes had dull eyes, but kept opening and closing the word "kowtow" with their mouths, neat and uniform, as if they had been rehearsed in advance.

"It's like a puppet on TV..." Shao Yang muttered to himself, he had been bold and tempered since he was a child, but now in such a strange town, he, who has always been bold, is about to collapse.

An Jia's eyes were fixed, and she glanced at him inexplicably.

Shen Yi didn't speak, all his mind was attracted by the bride.

Unknowingly, the bride was caught by two women, and they forced her to kneel and kowtow.

Shen Yi's heart clenched tightly, and just when the bride was about to be forcefully pressed down, a figure against the light suddenly appeared at the door.

"Mother, no need, am I here?" The man's voice was low, like the moving sound of a cello playing.

The old lady stood up suddenly from the grand master's chair, her lips trembling, two lines of hot tears came out of her small eyes, tremblingly walked towards the person at the door, and called out deeply: "Son—son, you are back—"

Everyone avoided in unison, leaving an aisle for the mother and son.

Against the light, the man walked slowly.

Wearing a snow-white gown, the hair is a new style of short hair, the skin is as pale as white paper, the eyebrows and eyes are light, the lips are light, a pair of narrow and long phoenix eyes, dark and deep, the temperament is condensed, the charm is just blooming, he looks like a sickly and gentle handsome boy!
The old lady couldn't wait, her little feet ran fast, "Zhi Chen, Chen'er, you are finally willing to come back to see mother—"

The boy named "Zhichen" coveted the old lady, looked at her silently, and was willing to speak after a long time, "Mother, don't make things difficult for her."

Shen Yi was surprised, looking at the appearance of the old lady, at least she was 70 years old, but her son looked like a teenager!

Besides, isn't this a yin relatives wedding scene?

The groom is obviously the urn held by the bride, how could it be this sick and weak boy?

etc--

Shen Yi was taken aback by her unreasonable conjecture, could it be that this boy is the ashes in that box?

He secretly looked at the young man, only to see a faint shadow on the bottom of his feet.

"Huh—" He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

They are all scaring themselves, how is it possible?This is not a ghost movie, so many ghosts and ghosts?
The old lady burst into tears, and the boy let her hold her helplessly. She wailed loudly, "Chen'er, mother was wrong, mother was really wrong—forgive mother, it's all mother's momentary greed—"

As much as the old lady cried miserably, the boy was so indifferent.

There was an indelible worry between his brows and eyes, he took out a snow-white handkerchief from his sleeve, and gently wiped it for the old lady.

The old lady's eyeballs were cloudy, she tried her best to keep her old eyes open, her face was grim because of her protruding eyes, "Chen'er, do you really forgive mother?"

He moved gently, "No, mother, I will never forgive you."

He pushed the old lady away, walked slowly and firmly towards the bride, and grabbed the bride's hand, "Lady, let's go."

The bride's movements were stiff and her steps were slow, but no one stopped her, let alone dared to stop her.

A weird yin kissing scene, a mysterious young man, a group of people with pale and stiff faces...

The more Shen Yi thought about it, the more something was wrong. She thought about it for just a few seconds, and when she raised her eyes again, the figures of the boy and the bride were at the door.

An inexplicable cool wind blew by, blowing the bride's red hijab...

her profile...

Shen Yi's heart tightened, it was obviously Zhou Meng!

Before he could speak, he was surrounded by the crowd...

……

That night, Zhou Meng put on her coat and wanted to go out of the wing to find out.

Is it a human or... a ghost!

The old locust tree is lush and vigorous, and the branches that grow wantonly even touch the blue brick wall. In the dark, these wanton branches are more like a devil with teeth and claws.

As soon as she entered this small courtyard, she subconsciously rejected this locust tree very much.

Even if it is strong and tall, even if it is white flowers.

Zhou Meng narrowed her eyes, she subconsciously thought that this tree was the key to the problem!

"Hey, come out." She said softly.

Nothing happens.

She stood quietly on the steps and stared at the branches.

The wind blows, the leaves rustle, and the flowers of Sophora japonica are swaying in clusters.

Seems to be the pagoda tree's response to her.

Zhou Meng suddenly smiled, and the brows were a little wanton and agile, "It won't come out, it's good!"

She made a sudden jump and jumped down from the steps. Seeing that she was about to fall, she turned around in the air, and her right foot kicked hard on the tree trunk.

"Bang—" a deep footprint was left on the tree trunk.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Zhou Meng nimbly climbed up the tree. The next moment, Aunt Li came out from the wing where she slept.

Huh?What is she doing out now?
Aunt Li's footsteps were light, if Zhou Meng hadn't specially trained her, she might not have found her.

Aunt Li's movements were a little...weird, Zhou Meng secretly thought.

She stared at Aunt Li's movements without blinking, but she didn't want to be attacked suddenly behind her!
"Ah—" she exclaimed in a low voice, and turned her head suddenly, her eyes were like knives, and she saw a baby-like kid grinning with sharp teeth, even stained with blood. Vicious and venomous, he covered his arms with his fat little hands.

Luckily, Zhou Meng was lucky to have the five ghost retreat talisman, otherwise she would really suffer from that little ghost!

At some point, Aunt Li appeared under the locust tree. She no longer had a warm smile on her face, and her face was expressionless. In the dark, her face looked extraordinarily cruel.

Zhou Meng looked at them coldly, "Oh, a fake is a fake, and it will be revealed eventually!"

Aunt Li grinned, "Really?"

(End of this chapter)